The first time I used a turkey injector (when they were all the rage), its needle-like looks freaked me out. Halfway through, I passed out cold. My grandpa woke me up by splashing cold water on my face! —Shannon Roum, Food Stylist
As a little kid, all I wanted to do was help with dinner. I was finally given the task of carrying food to the table. Rolls, no problem; mashed potatoes, piece of cake. Giant ring of cherry Jell-O? I was walking to the table when I tripped and sent the whole plate flying across the room. To this day, I’m still not allowed to carry the gelatin salad. —James Schend, Food Editor
In college, I couldn’t wait to come home to eat our beloved family recipes. Well, one…
